Chapter 700: Massacre

Who would have thought that such a young boy could kill a strong man from the Heavenly Demon Sect with just one slap.

In Qiu Liguo, no one has dared to challenge the Demon Sect, and Bai Chen is the first person in a century!

Ignoring the awed looks from everyone, Bai Chen yawned lazily and walked into the inn again.

This time, no woman dared to come over to flirt with him, and they all maintained a wait-and-see attitude at a respectful distance.

They all understood what it meant to offend the Heavenly Demon Sect, and even the shopkeeper was already preparing to abandon the inn, pack up and run away.

Within half an hour, the inn became very quiet. All the guests fled after hearing the news, and neither the shopkeeper nor the waiters dared to stay any longer.

Industry is important, but life is more important. Now, except Han Feixue, who has been by Bai Chen's side, no one dares to have anything to do with Bai Chen.

Time passed bit by bit, from the scorching sun at noon to the Xingyue Haojie late at night, the closed door was never pushed open, and Bai Chen and Han Feixue were waiting silently outside the door.

"Woman, this matter has nothing to do with you. You can leave." Bai Chen said coldly without even looking at Han Feixue.

Looking into his cold eyes, Han Feixue bit her lip: "My husband is worried about his friends, how can I escape alone."

"If you don't leave, wait for the people from the Tianmo Sect..." Before Bai Chen finished speaking, his face darkened: "You seem to be unable to leave, stay here, don't move!"

Bai Chen quickly formed seals with his hands, and a golden spiritual formation instantly enveloped Han Feixue.

Han Feixue was stunned and stared at the golden wall of light around her in disbelief. Before she could recover, Bai Chen's figure had disappeared from the spot.

Above the eaves.

The bright moonlight lost its brilliance little by little as the clouds obscured it. In the suddenly darkened night sky, countless white shadows jumped on the eaves in the distance.

Standing on the roof of the inn, Bai Chen looked calmly, with a pair of red eyes. After seeing clearly the black moon patterns on the robes of those figures, a hint of coldness suddenly appeared.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Before the figure could attack, more than thirty darts flew in. It was extremely difficult to catch them under the cover of night.

Bai Chen looked at the thirty or so shadows flying indifferently, his red eyes suddenly condensed, strange steps were taken under his feet, his body flickered left and right on the spot, passing through the afterimages of each other, and those darts also directly It penetrated his afterimage without causing any harm to him.

Such a strange scene made those white figures pause slightly and stopped not far away.

Seeing the complicated looks cast by these people, Bai Chen curled his lips and nodded appreciatively: "Yes, you can clearly see the gap between the enemy and us in the first encounter. This Tianmo Sect is quite well-trained!"

Uh-huh!

Suddenly, those figures dispersed like ants descending a tree, and even rushed towards the inn in different directions.

"Want to touch Tang Qin?!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Chen's face darkened, and with a quick flash of his body, he transformed into a black light that quickly shuttled around the inn, forming countless fleeting black lines.

However, every time he passed by a place, there would be a woman's miserable howl. Within a moment, the corpses of more than thirty disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were scattered everywhere.

The thick smell of blood floated in the majesty. Bai Chen, who returned to the roof again, put the Fengshen Sword back into its scabbard. He raised his face and looked at the white-haired old woman in front of him, his eyes full of contempt.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you offend my Heavenly Demon Sect?" The old and gloomy voice came loudly.

"Old woman, you came here to mess with me without opening your eyes, so don't blame me for destroying your Heavenly Demon Sect!" Bai Chen smiled.

"Destroy our Heavenly Demon Sect? Just you?" The old woman was a little surprised: "Are you from the Fengyan Dynasty?"

"Well, Fengyan Dynasty, the God of Death Bai Chen." Bai Chen casually shouldered the Fengshen Sword, and terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly came from the sky, strong and domineering.

"W-what realm is this? Reincarnation realm?!" Only the old woman, who was at the peak of the Guiyuan realm, finally had her old eyes filled with fear, and the fear in her eyes affected every nerve in her.

If she knew Bai Chen was so strong, then even if she died, she would never dare to come and provoke this little ancestor.

"K-Kill God, I was wrong!" The old woman couldn't believe it and admitted her mistake on the spot.

"If your subordinates had not attacked my companions just now, maybe I would have spared you." Bai Chen pointed at the black sword, and Bai Chen's eyes were full of solemnity and indifference.

"you!"

Rolling her eyes, the old woman narrowed her eyes and said with a sinister smile: "Master Killer God, you don't know that although our Qiu Li country is not big, it has as many beauties as stars. If you are willing to come to our Heavenly Demon Sect as a guest, …”

"If I am willing to be a guest of your Heavenly Demon Sect, you will set up a dragnet to deal with me, right?" Bai Chen interrupted her with a cold smile.

"No, no, no, how could it be possible? After all, you are the murderer of Fengyan Dynasty!" The old woman forced a smile and said.

"Oh, you've heard of me, a rising star in the Fengyan Dynasty. It seems like you are quite well-informed~"

"That's it, that's it!" The old woman had never heard of Bai Chen, the God of Killing, but now she had no other choice but to flatter him.

Seeing the fake smile on her face, Bai Chen shook his head helplessly, moved his feet, and came directly in front of her under the horrified gaze of the former.

"Wait--!" The old woman didn't see Bai Chen's movements clearly and shouted immediately.

"Don't get me wrong." Bai Chen put the Fengshen Sword back into its scabbard and grinned at her close at hand: "I wonder if you have heard of the Bai Emperor of our Fengyan Dynasty?"

"Baidi, the leader of Yunxiao Sword Sect?! Of course, of course I've heard of him! His name is as loud as thunder!" The old woman's eyes were filled with joy, showing endless admiration: "Excuse me... what is your relationship with Lord Baidi?"

The old woman lowered her head humbly, her old eyes showing infinite excitement.

Glancing at her lightly, Bai Chen was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled calmly: "I have already killed Bai Di's old dog."

"Varied……!"

The old woman's eyes bulged, and as soon as she shouted a word, a huge pain that pierced her soul suddenly came from her chest.

He lowered his head and glanced at Bai Chen's arm, which actually penetrated her chest. When the old woman raised her face again, her face was wrinkled and extremely ferocious, and she finally swallowed her last breath unwillingly.

He took back his palm, flicked it casually, and used his spiritual power to flick away the blood on his arm. Without even looking at her, Bai Chen jumped into the window of the inn.

"Bai Chen, are you okay?!" Han Feixue, who was already squatting on the ground and crying, couldn't help but be overjoyed after seeing Bai Chen return safely.

And at this moment, the closed door suddenly opened...